The knock at her office door drew Bella out of the monotonous sea of production reports she’d been entrenched in all morning. Building her own little piece of heaven within the Alliance had been thrilling, but dammit if maintaining it weren’t boring as hell.
“Come in.”
She was momentarily relieved to have a reason to close her laptop, but the feeling quickly evaporated as soon as Noah Thomas stepped through her door. Bella remained seated and made sure that none of the apprehension she felt showed on her face.
That was one of the first things she’d learned as an adolescent wading through the cesspit that was the Alliance’s Elite underbelly; powerful males despised equally powerful women, true, but they were still inclined to respect them. This Noah Thomas was a six feet five que
